"What happened to me just now?" Yin Lingqi, who slowly opened his eyes, finally asked.
"What's wrong? You have to ask our boss Luo about this." Wang Yangming said.
Yin Lingqi looked at Zhu Houzhao, who just smiled but said nothing.
Chang Yuchun on the side couldn't help but interjected: "Ah, Brother Yin, it's like this. You just died in the fight with the bandits and were unconscious and dying. It was our boss who used silver needles to perform acupuncture on you. Only then did you come back from the brink of death. "
"Ah, big brother, thank you, thank you." Yin Lingqi gratefully took Zhu Houzhao's hand and thanked him profusely.
"Brother Yin, you can't say that. I am also responsible for your injury. I failed to take good care of you." Zhu Houzhao blamed himself.
"Brother, how can I blame you for this? It's my own fault." Yin Lingqi said.
After a while, Zhu Houzhao asked again: "How's it going, Brother Yin, are you feeling better now?" His eyes were soft and he looked at Yin Lingqi with a smile.
"Much better, much better. Thank you so much just now." Yin Lingqi said repeatedly.
"You're here again, this one, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning." Zhu Houzhao waved his hands modestly.
Xuan asked again: "How's it going? Can you still leave now?"
''I can walk, I can walk. "Yin Lingqi nodded like he was pounding garlic.
''That's good. "Zhu Houzhao said, "It's getting late, let's hurry up."
So, the group of people continued to set off.
At this moment, the setting sun has almost disappeared, the sky is dark, and the mountain forest looks particularly eerie and terrifying.
However, we didn't encounter any rough waves after that, and the journey was uneventful. We were almost at the foot of the mountain, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this juncture, suddenly, there was only a terrible sound of machine gun fire. Zhu Houzhao, who was walking in the lead, couldn't help but feel chills all over his body. He quickly turned sideways, and a hot machine gun bullet hit him tightly. It brushed past his body, and with a few bangs it sank into the rocks behind him, and sparks splashed and clanked.
After a while, the terrifying sound of bullets piercing the air echoed again. The speed of the bullets was too fast, exceeding the speed of sound by a large margin, and its power was truly amazing. If Zhu Houzhao had reacted a little slower just now, he would have been directly pierced by bullets with a pop. When a blood hole bulges, blood will splash, and it is inevitable to feel a chill in your heart.
The cold light of a machine gun bullet flashed past, and another machine gun bullet came. Zhu Houzhao ducked sideways again.
"Bajijialu, you have long eyes, otherwise you will be dead." A rough man's voice came from the front, and then from behind a few big trees, a dozen men and women flashed out. People with strong muscles and tendons as fleshy as snakes came, each holding a crooked machine gun and a 38-gauge rifle, aiming at Zhu Houzhao and the others.
"Ah, they are from Fusang?!" Zhu Houzhao and others frowned, very frightened and angry.
"Hurry up and leave the Qiankun Sutra, and then leave. I can give you a way to survive. Otherwise, the old and new accounts will be settled together, and you can't bear to walk around. I'm easy to talk to, but I'm not easy to talk to when I'm crooked!" the leader said. The Fuso woman said with a strange smile on her lips.
Zhu Houzhao was very angry, stared with big eyes, and said: "Why should I give the Qiankun Sutra to you? Who are you Fusang people? If you want a treasure, you can go find it yourself!"
"It seems that you are being punished by drinking wine instead of toasting. You are so shameless! Come on, hit me!" The Fusang woman waved her hand with a gloomy expression.
This is a real achievement! If you are appreciated by your master for your hard work, it will really be a leap of faith, so every Fuso person is very positive.
So the bullets were like rain, dense and terrifying, pouring towards Zhu Houzhao and the others.
With so many people and so many guns shooting at a few unarmed people with great enthusiasm at the same time, it can be said that they are very cold-blooded and ruthless. There is no intolerance at all, and they all wear cruel sneers.
But maybe when it comes to this, some readers will have questions, what? Unarmed?
Doesn’t Jiang Zhuhui have a gun?
We might as well tell you here that it is true that Jiang Zhuhui has a gun, but it has long been out of bullets. To say it is a fire stick is to promote it.
Soon enough, the moment before the Fusang people's bullets came, Zhu Houzhao's eyes flashed and he shouted, "Everyone, get out of the way!"
Zhu Houzhao, Chang Yuchun, and Wang Yangming were all practicing masters, and it was easy for them to dodge bullets, but Jiang Zhuhui and Yin Lingqi couldn't, so Zhu Houzhao had to push the two cranes away while dodging. .
Two shuttles of bullets came over, and when they saw that they missed, the Fuso people started to change shuttles again.
It's too late, but it's too soon. When he saw the opportunity, how could Zhu Houzhao be willing to miss it? Time waits for no one!
Taking advantage of this vacancy, Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers, charge!" Then he rushed towards those people. The reason did not make sense, so he could only fight, endure one, endure two, and not endure three.
Now, Zhu Houzhao regarded these cruel and terrifying Fusang people as ferocious beasts and no longer regarded them as the same kind. He moved forward as fast as he could to fight them.
His fists and feet were flying, swaying with brilliance, and like silver radiance, dazzling and dazzling, as if he was strolling in a courtyard.
When the Fuso bullets came again, he spread his arms and showed no fear.
Chang Yuchun, Wang Yangming, Jiang Zhuhui, and Yin Lingqi also rushed forward bravely and fought with the Fusang people.
"Don't be soft, aim at the thin one, he is the leader, the Qiankun Sutra must be on him, let's work together to shoot him!" the leading Fuso woman shouted.
"Bang bang..."
Bullets whistled and whirled past Zhu Houzhao's ears, but he didn't pay attention. He raised and lowered his hands. The two guys who fired at Zhu Houzhao were directly used by Zhu Houzhao to use steel palms to destroy half of their shoulders and an arm, and screamed. , fell down.
"What powerful Chinese people, everyone retreat quickly and use mortars to blast them!" The Fusang woman in the lead looked pale and shouted loudly. She asked her accomplices to spread out and retreated. Mortar covered with leaves and weeds.
Unexpectedly, this group of Fuso people had small steel cannons that were more powerful and more terrifying than guns to cause trouble! Zhu Houzhao and others looked stern and took a breath of air. "Everyone, lie down quickly, lie down quickly..." Zhu Houzhao shouted loudly in desperation.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Zhu Houzhao and others just lay down on the ground.
Cannonballs emitting cold light pierced the sky and came roaring! It exploded next to Zhu Houzhao and others, and suddenly the fire shot into the sky, dust rolled up, and thick smoke covered the sun.
The situation is critical.
Zhu Houzhao's eyes stood up. Although he was kind, he was not cowardly. If someone wanted to kill him like this, he would naturally fight back and protect himself. If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.
"Kill!" Taking advantage of the moment when the Fusang people were loading cannons, Zhu Houzhao jumped up and led Chang Yuchun and Wang Yangming towards the Fusang people like a group of tigers.
"Pah, pah!"
Zhu Houzhao rushed up to the four Fuso people who fired the mortar. The clang was deafening and sparks flew. A few strikes of the Nine Turns and Eight Steps Dragon Heart Palm, which slashed left and right, seriously injured all four of them, and cut one of them open. His stomach and intestines almost came out, and he was lying on the ground foaming at the mouth.
"Bang bang." Chang Yuchun and Wang Yangming also followed Zhu Houzhao, running with all their strength, and rushed in front of five or six Fusang people holding guns. The distance between the two sides was too close, and the Fusang people did not dare to open fire for fear of accidentally injuring their own family members. gun, the two sides started fighting hand to hand.
Chang Yuchun and Wang Yangming, like Zhu Houzhao, had great strength in their hands and used all their strength to launch the Nine Turns and Eight Steps Dragon Heart Palm. When the bright silver light flashed by, these five or six Fusang people were unable to block it. , he let out several screams one after another, his arm was cut off, and blood splashed high.
However, Jiang Zhuhui and Yin Lingqi had no martial arts skills at all, so they could only grab big rocks and smash them on the Fusang people.
The situation is obviously unfavorable to the Fusang people who have robbed the Dao. Competing with the Chinese people who have martial arts cultivation is like asking for trouble. Their own people have suffered repeated heavy losses and have basically lost their combat effectiveness. If they continue to waste it, they will only be defeated again. Let people have a bloody massacre.
The leader of the Fuso woman's heart and hands were shaking, and she sneered. It was time to make a decisive decision. No matter what Yamaguchi's domineering revenge for the loss of his son, no matter what Oshima Xiong Er stole the Qiankun Scripture to prevent the Chinese from having it. To deal with our Fuso Sakura Needle, the lives of yourself and your subordinates are the most important.
"Let's go!"
The leading Fuso woman thought about it again and again, and finally shouted and gave such an order. Her face turned pale and she was sweating profusely.
A group of people shouted, pulled up the seriously injured people and quickly retreated, scattered and escaped, disappearing into the vast night.
